No Norman Rockwell painting ever showed the nerve-fraying, bank-account-draining, family-dividing dark side of Christmas, but lucky for us, we have Baltimore's high priest of good old-fashioned vulgarity, John Waters, to shed a little light on the tyranny of tinsel.
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